Thursday, May 30, 2013

I shall be quiet for a week or
so now. A little operation is imminent.

My eyelids have drooped
dramatically this year and my optician suggested I consider an eyelift. Then
two ladies at book club mentioned they’d had eye lifts on the NHS so I asked my
doctor and he said yes and it all went through very quickly. I did tell the
doctor that my mouth wouldn’t match once my eyes were done and he laughed and
said the NHS weren’t going to fall for that. This op' is not cosmetic! That’s
what he thinks.

The consultant said I was
lucky there were no wrinkles in my forehead. Wrinkles would have meant him cutting
across my forehead, along the hairline, and yanking everything up. (Yanking is
not the medical term he used.) Apparently this procedure only affects the
eyes and there was I thinking that it might mean goodbye to baggy knees.

Next week I shall be impersonating
Jackie Onassisi.e. wearing very large
sunglasses, while the bruising heals and then all will be revealed and before,
during and after photos and story sent off to a magazine.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

A
couple of treats for you today. When you stop writing and take a rest you could
visit the new Julia Douglas blog at www.juliadouglasromance.blogspot.com

And, if you feel like escaping to Spain, Kate Lord brown has a new short story
up on Kindle. It was her
German editor's idea, and is being published there next month as a prequel to 'Perfume Garden'. Kate thought, if it was up in English for free for a couple
of days, it would be a way to say thank
you to everyone who has supported her books:

Friday, May 17, 2013

Most
of you have more than likely seen or heard about the new DC Thompson contract
which is asking for a lot more rights for no extra payment. If you believe this
contract is unfair to writers then please join our silent, peaceful protest.
From now until the end of July we will not be signing the contract or sending
any fiction stories to My Weekly, The Weekly News or People’s Friend.

Please note that this action isn’t trying
to convince writers not to sign the contract, whether they sign or not is up to
them, this is just about sending a message to DC Thompson that writers deserve
better. The more writers that take this stand hopefully the more impact it will
have.

My
friend, Babs (name has been changed to protect the gullible), asked me to help
her perform a miracle with a new hair product she'd bought via a shopping
channel. 'It's hair string,' she told me. 'You put a bit on your hands, rub
them together until the stuff gets sort of stringy and then you sort of push it
up under your hair. It's supposed to make it look thicker, add volume…'

She sat
in front of her dressing table mirror and I stood behind her while she read out
the instructions and I obeyed them. We weren't expecting such a transformation.
The stuff actually worked. As I tweaked at her hair it sprang outwards, filling
out, lifting up, looking gorgeous.

'Gosh,'
said Babs. 'I look like Dolly Parton.I hope it washes out. Oh, and I'd better
not lean against any walls in case I get stuck to them.'

Both
feeling very clever we went downstairs for a cup of tea. As we sat chatting I
watched Bab's hair slowly flop until it was flat to her skull.

I left
soon after, before she looked in the mirror. I didn't have the heart to tell
her she'd gone from fully blown to wilted in the length of time it took to
demolish a cup of Tetley's.

About Me

An explanation. I'd like to change invisible granddaughter now but don't know how to.
I'd like to change Travels with Sid but see above.
We changed Sid, the motorhome, for Bill the Bailey motorhome and we are still travelling.
The LSO is the Long Suffering One - husband.
Little Sid is our swivelling heater which looks like a mini-Dalek.
Noelly is my little sunshine yellow Ka.
Dave is the car we are using while Noelly is being renovated.
I put up a new post every Sunday.